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I remembered feeling the door handle to my house, going inside, showering, and heading to bed. All of it I remembered vividly. I even waved at Winston, my neighbor, as I entered my house.

Room 814
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Alexander Martin

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✍ Posy Churchgate
✍ Posy Churchgate

Written by ✍ Posy Churchgate

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